he woke up early
she was still sleeping
the room was completely dark
he tried to go back to sleep
but his mind was racing
dark thoughts filled his head
they refused to go away
eventually dawn came
he went outside as the sun rose
he only saw long dark shadows
the bright sunlight was too much for him
he preferred a darkened room inside
she woke up happy and smiling
she detected his fake happiness despite the long kiss
vowing to rescue him from the dark side
she made breakfast as cool jazz music played
he hid under the covers a while longer
she dragged the covers off and hugged him
pulling him into the light for breakfast
he complained that the toast was burned
she knew he was only looking at a few dark spots
they had breakfast in silence
they both knew this was not sustainable
she told him they were at a crossroads
he took a shower with his eyes closed tight
got dressed with his eyes squinting
reluctantly venturing outside to join her on the patio in full sun
hiding his pain behind thick dark sunglasses
its time to come over to the light side she proclaimed
leave the dark side behind
he surrendered saying tell me what to do
just sit in the chair and relax she replied
she tied him tightly to the chair with soft rope
his eyes were tightly closed
say hello to Mr Sun she whispered as she took off his shades
he slowly opened his eyes and squinted
the sky was deep blue with fluffy white clouds
the grass was emerald green
bright vibrant flowers hugged the edge of the lawn
he pulled lightly on his restraints
slowly he became accustomed to the bright light
he stopped looking for shadows
she untied him and they embraced
her kiss filled his body with bright light
no more darkness in his thoughts
they spent the entire day outside in the bright light
a bike ride along the river bank
laying in a meadow
smooching in the afternoon sun
he felt warm and invigorated
they ate dinner outside in the late evening
he became anxious at sunset
afraid of the dark
she put on all the lights in the house
soon it was bedtime
he was anxious about sleeping
the darkness might reinvade his mind
she gave him a shot of whiskey as they retired
he closed is eyes and awaited the dark demons to attack
they never arrived
his dreams were full of bright lights
no more dark thoughts
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 